*winces* the world hates me. Why world? What did I do to you? I recycle!
Today I pulled a sicky, claiming a migraine. A justified one, due to recent events. However I had a meeting with my research supervisor I couldn’t afford to miss. So I dressed up incognito (i.e. skirt, hair out, sunglasses on, parking in staff car park etc) and tried to sneak in to see him at 9, where ideally my clinicians should be busy at work on the other side of the campus. I got across the campus, made it through the ground floor and just as I hit the stairs I walked right past the single clinician in the entire multiverse I was trying to avoid. Cue flicker of unsure recognition on his part and I ran away as all good miscreants do. Suffice to say, upon reaching my supervisor’s office I was greated with “you look a bit ill…”
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